Chapter: 573
He happily put the fried food on the small table and brought it to the master bedroom.
At this time, Mo Zizhong was in the master bedroom telling his mother and younger brother the thrilling process of father cooking. Hearing the knock on the door, he hurried to open the door.
"Dad, is the food ready?" He glanced at the food in Lu Chenxu's hand and frowned.
That plate of tomato scrambled eggs looked okay, but what the hell was this plate of potato shreds? The potatoes were cut so thick as his fingers.
Lu Chenxu glared at him a little uncomfortably: "Dabao, what kind of look do you have, don't look at the appearance of this dish, but the taste is absolutely top-notch."
With that, he walked to the bed and put the entire small table on the bed.
Mo Xiaodie gave him an admiring look: "Husband, not bad, the first time you cook, it looks good!"
Lu Chenxu gave the elder son a triumphant look: "Well, Dabao, Mommy praised me."
After speaking, he intimately served Zi Xun a bowl of porridge. Then he looked at Mo Zizhong: "Dabao, do you want my father to serve you a bowl too?"
Mo Zizhong waved his hand: "No, Dad, I'll go eat instant noodles later."
Then he blinked at Lu Zixun: "Zixun, you are mentally prepared, Dad's cooking is awful! Would you like me to cook instant noodles for you?"
Lu Zixun spoke, lowered his head and took a bite of porridge, then used chopsticks to pick up some vegetables and stuffed it into his mouth.
Lu Chenxu stared at his son nervously, Lu Zixun raised his pale face and smiled sweetly: "Dad, your cooking is delicious!"
After hearing his son's words, Lu Chenxu was so excited that he was crying, but Zi Xun was still cute and caring! Unlike Zi Zhong and Long Qian, they threaten him and crush him at every turn!
"Zixun is so good, eat more if it tastes good!" He rubbed Zi Xun's little head fondly.
Mo Zizhong curled his lips and didn't believe his brother's words at all. He picked up a piece of egg and frowned and took a bite: "The taste is barely okay! But it's far worse than what Mommy did."
With that said, he handed his bowl over and motioned to Lu Chenxu to help him also serve a bowl of rice. Lu Chenxu was helpless and had to accept the bowl: "Dabao, are you having a grudge with your father? It is so difficult to praise him. ?"
Lu Chenxu, president of the dignified Lu Group, looked at his elder son with aggrieved expression. Mo Zizhong blinked innocently: "Dad, the teacher said, you must be honest, I can't lie just to praise you!"
Lu Chenxu was completely defeated by his eldest son with a black line on his face.
After eating and cleaning up, Mo Zizhong went upstairs to sleep.
Lu Zixun sat between his mother and father, feeling that everything was like a dream. He had always envied his sister Ranran, who was so enlightened and loved their parents, but he didn't expect that one day, his sister's parents would be his biological parents.
God treats him so well.
"Dad, Mom, I love you!" He put his head in Mo Xiaodie's arms, and grabbed Lu Chenxu's big hand with the little injured hand.
Lu Chenxu touched his son's pale face, then looked at his injured arm: "Zixun, how did you fall downstairs?"
No matter who hurts his son, don't even think about retreating.
Lu Zixun lowered his head: "When I was at Lu's house, I planted a few pots of Dendrobium officinale and Huihungrass on the top floor. Ruan Zhiyu asked them to help them out of the fence at the bottom of the top floor, and also painted oil on the fence. I didn’t even notice that there was very slippery oil on it. Thinking about something, I jumped over the fence and wanted to move back those pots of flowers and plants. As a result, they fell." JrNovels.com
At this time, Mo Zizhong was in the master bedroom telling his mother and younger brother the thrilling process of father cooking. Hearing the knock on the door, he hurried to open the door.
"Dad, is the food ready?" He glanced at the food in Lu Chenxu's hand and frowned.
That plate of tomato scrambled eggs looked okay, but what the hell was this plate of potato shreds? The potatoes were cut so thick as his fingers.
Lu Chenxu glared at him a little uncomfortably: "Dabao, what kind of look do you have, don't look at the appearance of this dish, but the taste is absolutely top-notch."
With that, he walked to the bed and put the entire small table on the bed.
Mo Xiaodie gave him an admiring look: "Husband, not bad, the first time you cook, it looks good!"
Lu Chenxu gave the elder son a triumphant look: "Well, Dabao, Mommy praised me."
After speaking, he intimately served Zi Xun a bowl of porridge. Then he looked at Mo Zizhong: "Dabao, do you want my father to serve you a bowl too?"
Mo Zizhong waved his hand: "No, Dad, I'll go eat instant noodles later."
Then he blinked at Lu Zixun: "Zixun, you are mentally prepared, Dad's cooking is awful! Would you like me to cook instant noodles for you?"
Lu Zixun spoke, lowered his head and took a bite of porridge, then used chopsticks to pick up some vegetables and stuffed it into his mouth.
Lu Chenxu stared at his son nervously, Lu Zixun raised his pale face and smiled sweetly: "Dad, your cooking is delicious!"
After hearing his son's words, Lu Chenxu was so excited that he was crying, but Zi Xun was still cute and caring! Unlike Zi Zhong and Long Qian, they threaten him and crush him at every turn!
"Zixun is so good, eat more if it tastes good!" He rubbed Zi Xun's little head fondly.
Mo Zizhong curled his lips and didn't believe his brother's words at all. He picked up a piece of egg and frowned and took a bite: "The taste is barely okay! But it's far worse than what Mommy did."
With that said, he handed his bowl over and motioned to Lu Chenxu to help him also serve a bowl of rice. Lu Chenxu was helpless and had to accept the bowl: "Dabao, are you having a grudge with your father? It is so difficult to praise him. ?"
Lu Chenxu, president of the dignified Lu Group, looked at his elder son with aggrieved expression. Mo Zizhong blinked innocently: "Dad, the teacher said, you must be honest, I can't lie just to praise you!"
Lu Chenxu was completely defeated by his eldest son with a black line on his face.
After eating and cleaning up, Mo Zizhong went upstairs to sleep.
Lu Zixun sat between his mother and father, feeling that everything was like a dream. He had always envied his sister Ranran, who was so enlightened and loved their parents, but he didn't expect that one day, his sister's parents would be his biological parents.
God treats him so well.
"Dad, Mom, I love you!" He put his head in Mo Xiaodie's arms, and grabbed Lu Chenxu's big hand with the little injured hand.
Lu Chenxu touched his son's pale face, then looked at his injured arm: "Zixun, how did you fall downstairs?"
No matter who hurts his son, don't even think about retreating.
Lu Zixun lowered his head: "When I was at Lu's house, I planted a few pots of Dendrobium officinale and Huihungrass on the top floor. Ruan Zhiyu asked them to help them out of the fence at the bottom of the top floor, and also painted oil on the fence. I didn’t even notice that there was very slippery oil on it. Thinking about something, I jumped over the fence and wanted to move back those pots of flowers and plants. As a result, they fell." JrNovels.com
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